Page 11 of The Savage King


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Well, fuck that. I don’t belong to these men, and I need to get away. I need to get home. Because I do belong to someone...or I will be soon.

I glance at the doors and see they’re locked. The vile man laughs at me and turns his back.

“We will share in your little gift when we get home,” he says and turns up the music.

Spanish.

Oh shit.

I’ve been taken by the Mexican Cartel.










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DECKER

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What the hell was Nathanthinking? That I was going to call an Uber and escort Isabelle home to Manhattan. Have coffee and cake, then wish her well and head back to Mexico to continue my job with the cartel?

For fuck's sake.

Out of all the Dark Kings, he should know.

But then again, who else? Connor and Mack had run off getting Mia out of there. I will assume she wasn’t dead, or Connor would have grabbed an Uzi and started shooting people.

An assumption, though.

She might be.

So, with Nathan taking care of Sienna, a woman it’s clear he has a history with, he taskedmewith getting Isabelle to safety.

Well, I fucked that up.

Diego, the prick, saw me with her and my only option was to get in the goddamn vehicle. Anything else would have raised questions.

And one thing gangsters don’t do well is trust.

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